Tired from a day of successful hunting in the nearby forests the band of Hresh hunters have not yet seen you. Taking advantage of this you scramble up against the western balustrade and survey your situation. Unfortunately there is no way you can return to the safety of the forest. If you stay where you are the Hresh will surely discover you. Grabbing your sword and pack you clamber up the stairs, keeping low to the marble steps to make the best use of the protection afforded by the balustrade. As you reach the top of the steps you can see a depression in the stonework of the platform that looks like it was formed by a partial collapse of the rock beneath it. In there you can hide.Behind you the sound of iron-shod feet clumping up the stairs gets steadily louder. Without hesitation you dive into the hole in the stone, thankful for the safety it provides. Crouched in a space between two large broken slabs of polished granite you wait quietly and listen carefully for the approaching hunters. Talking to each other in a harsh gutteral Hresh tongue the hunters crest the top of the stairs and shuffle into the darkness of Stoneholme with their load.As you quickly climb out of the depression you hear the sound of another band of hunters crashing through the brush to your left. Realising this is no place to stay you cautiously enter the dim entranceway.

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